She opened her slip of paper to check her number. She was 57— it was going to be a long wait.
Yi Ling kept her eyes on the number counter. She had been a bundle of nerves from the very beginning; by the time they were finally in the 50s, she felt ready to have a nervous breakdown.
55... 56…
"Huanhuan, it's your turn." Yi Ling could barely squeeze out the words. "Oh my god, it's our turn! What do we do?!"
Yan Huan stood up. She opened her arms, gave Yi Ling a hug, and then patted her on the shoulder. "Don't worry. It'll be fine."
Yan Huan walked into the audition room. Director Jin smiled when he saw her and gave her an encouraging nod. Yan Huan was reassured by the confident look on his face; she was afraid that the role she was after had already been given to Wen Dongni, but that did not seem to be the case.
